Friday, September 4, 2009

In Which I Lose My Mind- And My Car Keys

First day of school!!! Hooray, Hooray, Hoo-
Except the school called me to come get my sick kid. After snacks and homework we went to the next town to the 10 minute walk in clinic at The Pharmacy. My husband is out of town. You do the math. 1 parent+ 5 kids(1 near teenager)( 1 preschooler)=MADNESS.
Said preschooler was asleep in my arms for the entire visit which included a trip to the pharmacy counter to check in, a trip to the clinic entrance and into the exam room, a trip back to the pharmacy counter to get the prescription filled, a trip to the greeting cards to listen to all the obnoxious Hoops and YoYo cards while we wait for said prescription, a trip back to the pharmacy counter to pick up the prescription and finally, back out to the car. Everyone buckles, get in, reach for my keys... reach for my keys... look for my keys... Go back inside and look for my keys... come back to the car and dump out my purse... unbuckle the car seat and shake it out... go back in to check the exam room... check at the pharmacy counter...turn the kids upside down and shake them... Check the clock to see that an hour has passed since I started looking for my keys... Call my husband to have him call our semi permanent house guest who doesn't understand me well to have him look for the spare... wait 1/2 hour for the spare to show up... Take children in various stages of melt down home to eat...something.

I have this theory about how my keys disappeared, too. It's a really good one. It goes like this:
I stop by the pharmacy counter and set down my keys. Then I walk away, but my keys do not. While I am otherwise engaged, another pharmacy patron finishes their own business, sees the keys out of the corner of their eye as they are turning to go. They grab "their" keys puts them into their pocket, goes out to the car, reaches into their purse, gets their keys, and drives away. You can totally see how this could happen, no?

By the time I was almost home and 2 1/2 hours have passed since I took the 45 minute trip, my brother in law called to tell me that he was at my house to pick up a piece of furniture- which requires that I totally rearrange the girls' room- since it was their bed, and all. An hour later, with the new beds set up, I bent over to pick something up off the floor and the hood of my sweatshirt flopped over my head. Guess what fell out of my sweatshirt hood? Yep, my keys. Please don't tell anyone, OK? Good.

And, before you ask, I have NO idea how they got there since the 4 year old was asleep the whole time.


Anonymous said...

Gina - trust me when I tell you this will be a story you will smile about in time.

It may take years.

Elena said...

LOL!!!! I am dying laughing over here! Oh....soooo funny. Now how on earth did they get in your hood?

My hubby did something similar. He thought he had shut his keys in his trunk, so I drove all the way over to give him the second set. I gave him a hug, felt an odd lump in the front pocket of his sweat shirt, and there were his keys. Safe and sound.

bringing up boys said...

Haa haa haa haa HARRRRHAEE HOOT


Lee Ann said...

Oh my goodness! My back was killing me just reading all the places you carried the pre-schooler. And in your hood?!!!! Seriously?!!!! And none of the kids are fessing up to putting them there? :)

angie said...

are you kidding me, I wasted all that time looking for them. I should have frisked you, HOOD included!!!

♥~♥ Nine Acres ♥~♥ said...

*snort* Oh my gosh! Didn't you hear them rattling around in there? Too funny. I am glad I am not the only one who does stuff like that!

Frizzy said...

I'm with Elena. You crack me up girl. Sorry to laugh at your pain and struggles. I've found if we don't laugh we'll cry for eternity. Hugs to you.

Mama Nut said...

Oh my heck! I am exhausted just reading this post! You are a trooper and what a kicker that they were in your hood the whole time. That's the first place I would have checked. I always use my hood as a pocket. {wink} That's so funny but still I wonder....HOW THE HECK DID THEY GET IN THERE????

Glenda, saved by grace said...

Is your sick child better? Im so glad you found your keys and Im also glad your nephew got a new bed!!